Good morning,
As you got up I watched and hoped you would talk to me.
Just a few words about the day ahead, perhaps, or about your night?
But I noticed you were busy showering and selecting the
right clothes. I waited again, hoping to hear from you. When you ran around the
house collecting papers, setting up for the day ahead, I knew there would be a
few minutes to stop and say hello, but somehow you never slowed down.
I longed to tell you that I am with you and could help
you accomplish more than you ever dreamed possible if you would just spend some
of each day with me. At one point, you waited fifteen minutes in a chair with
nothing to do. That would be a good time to catch up but you were thinking
about the person that you had had a bit of a row with.
Then I saw you spring to your feet; I thought you wanted
to walk and talk to me, but you picked up your phone and called a friend. That
connectedness was wonderful and good for both of you and I was there with you
both in the conversation and listening.
I watched go for your walk and waited patiently as my
wonderful creation greeted all your senses but your mind was so full you seemed
to notice nothing of my love surrounding you. The day carried on with so many
activities, some of which were amazing and helpful and some which really seemed
to get you nowhere and I noticed how you kept on telling yourself how
incredibly busy you were. Can we talk? Will you listen?
At the end of the day there was still more time left, and
I hoped that we would talk but you turned on the TV; and seemed to watch what ever came on. Surely
you will talk with me about the News there are so many difficult things going
on, we could talk them through together!
At bedtime you were totally tired. After you said good
night to your family you picked up the Bible with the study notes, then glancing
at the passage you told yourself it was too demanding so you put it aside and fell
asleep. I had so much wanted to be part of your day. We could have had so much
fun and accomplished so much together.
I love you so much that I wait every day for a thought,
prayer or thanks. Well, maybe tomorrow! I'll always be there be waiting.
Your Friend, God
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